Ashley held on to the wall beside her to keep her balance and not to fall to the ground again.
Ashley had no idea why this woman was acting like this. She wondered about the reason this woman was so angry. 'Is it because of my face? She thinks a girl with such a face is here to seduce her boss?' she thought in wonder.
"Well, let's talk about reparations. I can forgive you for spilling coffee on me, but you need to pay for what you did to my clothes. Fifty thousand. I'm giving you a discount, so you'd better give me the money!" Carol said, crossing her arms over her chest. She stood before Ashley and looked down at her.
Ashley frowned. The pain from her leg was killing her. She answered weakly, "I have offered you my sincere apology. I'm really sorry. It's just a little coffee stain on your clothes. How about this? I can wash it off."
Carol smirked and said, "What? You can wash it off? Ha ha! You think this is cheap like the rags you are wearing right now? Ridiculous! What I'm wearing is the real deal!"
"So what do you want?" Ashley said, sitting down against the wall.
"What I want is simple. All you have to do is cut your face," Carol said, whipping out an eyebrow razor out of nowhere and throwing it to Ashley.
Ashley could tell what Carol wanted from this incident.
"Don't push it!" she warned.
"Why do you say that? You can't afford my clothes. So you have to pay it in some way," Carol said, raising an eyebrow at Ashley.
"Well? You don't want to do it yourself? That's okay. I can help you," Carol continued. She crouched down and picked up the razor, her eyes flashing wickedly.
When Ashley saw the razor get closer and closer to her, she frowned, her heart thumping in fear. 'Damn it! I'm so screwed this time! The hot coffee didn't get on my face, but the razor is going to do it, ' Ashley thought frantically.
Ashley was physically and mentally exhausted. She was worn out when she had got lost, and had almost passed out because of the pain from the scalding coffee. And now, Ashley had no strength to stop Carol.
The razor in Carol's hand was about to touch Ashley's face.
But Johnny's voice echoed suddenly from behind them, stopping Carol from doing anything.
"Carol, what the hell are you doing?"
Johnny could only see Carol. Ashley was on the ground, hidden by her.
Carol froze at Johnny's voice. She abruptly stood up, turned to Johnny, and she answered calmly, "Nothing! I was just picking up something I dropped."
"Have you seen a lady in a white dress?" Johnny asked anxiously.
Andrew wasn't worried about Ashley at first, because she was in his office building. He thought she was just wandering around because she was getting bored in his office but would come back soon.
It was lunchtime now and Ashley had still not returned. Andrew obviously began worrying about her.
He ordered Johnny to find Ashley. And Johnny in turn was combing the building anxiously to find her.
'A lady in a white dress?'
Carol frowned. A sense of foreboding overcame her as she thought, 'Is she the lady Johnny is looking for?
No! No way!
She just happens to be wearing a white dress like the lady Johnny is looking for, '
Carol comforted herself.
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